Текст песни The Suspender Man (Remastered 2022) - Steam Powered Giraffe
One
moonlit
night
One
moonlit
night
on
the
bayou
a
silhouette
The
air
was
sweet
and
the
fog
was
vi-o-let
The
gators
were
all
drinking
tea,
in
a
dreamy
pants-less
glee
I
saw
a
suspendered
man,
a
banjo
holstered
in
his
hands
He
had
biggest
red
suspenders
I
ever
did
see
Golly
gee
that's
what
I
seen
He
flipped
the
brim
of
his
hat,
and
this
is
what
he
said
to
me
"Mister
robut
ah
am
a
Suspender
Man
And
dis
banjo
'as
shown
me
dah
promised
land
Now
ah
play
you
a
song
but
in
return
Yoo
put
dat
shiny
coin
right
'ere
in
mah
urn
And
ah
play
yoo
sumfin
fine.
Mah
music's
gonna
blow
yo
mind!"
So
I
flipped
my
coin
into
his
pot,
I
gotta
admit
it
wasn't
a
lot
Two
cents
and
then
his
fingers
wriggled
He
plucked
those
strings
and
belched
a
giggle
He
tapped
his
foot,
howled
like
a
hound
Ignited
up
the
unholy
sound
And
I
ain't
never,
never,
never,
never,
never,
never,
never,
never
Never,
never,
never,
never,
never,
never,
never,
never
Never,
never,
never,
never,
never
heard
anything
so
great
Call
the
vendors
Big
Suspenders
That's
what
everybody
wants
to
wear
They
stretch
to
Nantucket
Put
them
in
a
bucket
And
send
them
to
the
gnome
trapped
down
the
well
(Thumb
tuggin'
on
is
ideal)
(While
rollin'
back
on
your
heels)
(Yeah)
He
played
the
two
cent
show
And
just
like
that
he
stopped
playing
My
jaw
dropped
to
the
floor
He
cracked
his
neck
and
smiled
at
me
And
said
"Buddy,
y'gotta
pay
for
more!"
But
by
then
a
crowd
had
swarmed
the
swamp
And
was
tossin'
coin
in
after
coin
So
he
cleared
his
throat,
and
his
fingers
writhed
And
everybody
shouted
for
Suspender
Guy
Call
the
vendors
Big
Suspenders
That's
what
grandma
wants
for
her
birthday
They're
bright
red
and
awesome
Even
worn
by
opossums
Nobody
wants
their
pants
to
fall
down
(Ma
and
Pappy
want
'em
too)
(Even
the
ghost
of
Uncle
Stu)
(Yeah)
He
played
the
two
cent
show
Fracture
that
banjo!
All
the
children
sing
and
dance
Those
banjo
sounds
instill
a
trance
By
4 AM
the
press
was
hot
Suspender
Man
on
the
front
page
spot
Suspenders
were
in
and
spats
were
out
The
girls
all
suffered
from
fainting
bouts
The
banjos
flew
off
the
shelves
Sprouting
wings
with
dreams
Of
being
played
by
Suspender
Man
But
in
the
middle
of
February
The
fog
turned
a
crimson
red
The
Suspender
Man
disappeared
Everyone
was
heels
over
head
But
we
found
his
suspenders
and
that
old
banjo
Sittin'
right
here
on
his
log
And
though
he's
gone
That's
what
he
gets
For
selling
his
soul
to
the
bog
Big
Suspenders
Put
them
in
a
blender
Three
bat
teeth
and
a
blackened
demon
eye
Bring
it
to
a
boil
Release
your
mortal
coil
Out
pops
a
belt
to
wear
for
you
and
me
Nobody
wants
their
pants
to
fall
down
You
could
wear
a
dress
and
then
You'd
have
no
need
(The
alligators
had
it
right)
(Wearing
pants
it
sure
does
bite)
(Yeah)
He
played
the
two
cent
show
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